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Chapter 1397
Elena came to the door of the next room, then raised her hand and knocked on the door.
Soon there was Amanda’s clear and beautiful voice, “Come in.”
Elena pushed the door and walked in. She has already taken a shower. Now she is sitting at the desk with a pencil in her hand. She is writing and drawing on the design papers. She seems to be doing jewelry design.
Elena likes to be alone with Amanda. Amanda is a beautiful and gentle person, with poems and books exuding talents, which is as attractive as a pearl, making people want to keep coming closer to her, and closer.
Elena was thinking that more than 30 years ago, the first business nobleman of the imperial capital, Christopher, liked this type of girl. She was cold and beautiful, with beauty and talent side by side. Christopher fell in love with her and loved her for a lifetime.
Elena suddenly had a good impression of Christopher, and Amanda was Christopher’s, first love.
Thirty years have passed, and Christopher has stepped from his youth to the most stable middle-aged man, but he has been chasing after the girl named Amanda.
In unwavering infatuation who can compare to Christopher?
Guarding a city in this life loves the echo of a name.
“Aunt Amanda, make the design later. Drink this cup of hot milk first.” Elena walked over and handed the hot milk.
Amanda put down the pen and took over the hot milk, “Elena, you came just right, I have something to ask you.”
Elena’s heart twitched, she remembered that Mommy said that Aunt Amanda was weird, wouldn’t she want to know something?
Elena blinked and looked at Amanda with the almond eyes, a pair of little gossips that couldn’t hide the excitement in her clear brain, “Aunt Amanda if you ask, I know everything and say nothing.”
“In fact, it’s nothing,” Amanda’s apricot eyes were stained a little unnaturally. “I had a dream the other day, and that dream was too real…”
“What dream?”
“That’s…that’s…”
Amanda got up, there was no way to go on.
That night she went to Christopher’s villa. It rained suddenly outside and her clothes got wet. So she went upstairs to take a shower and changed clothes, but she didn’t know what was wrong, she fell asleep there.
She also had a long, long dream.
That dream made it hard for her to speak.
She dreamed that the door to her room was pushed open, and Christopher walked in. He got on her bed and asked her in a low voice-you are so bad, how can I punish you?
He stretched out his hand and unf@stened the belt of her p@jamas.
Now the picture in the dream still clearly came to mind, his hand str0ked the thick grit on her skin
Amanda quickly closed her eyes and threw off the image in her mind, but her face was already red unnaturally.
She once thought that dream was real, but when she woke up the next morning, the sheets beside her were flat and there were no traces of anything. Christopher also left, and neither of them met.
Amanda didn’t know how she had such a dream, and she dreamed of him…
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